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The Bird You Didn’t See
You have to tread this poem
Slowly.
Notice
The way a lily dies glamorously,
Its petals waning
Like the tulle skirts of a ballet dancer
The warmth of your mother’s veins
Reaching to embrace
Like sunlight melting through sadness
How the pollen clouds dance
A traveling tango
Above a billow of laundry
The way you live
In the last song
Stuck in your head
The importance of your name
I look forward
To saying it–
Let everything else speed past
As you linger
Like a particle of light
That hasn’t quite reached
The glossy surface
Of a leaf

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This poem is about noticing the small details in life and taking time to reflect on the things around you. I wrote it during quarantine, after realizing how blissfully clear my mind had become now that I was detached from my fast-paced high school life.